Amira West Leaked Novels & Stories

He cannot understand how the crowd turned on his face so suddenly. From the sea of angry faces below, Haley frantically waves both arms in the air, jabbing a finger toward the massive screen lighting up the wall behind Amara’s head. Amara freezes instantly, his brain slow to register what is happening behind his back. But the exact moment his neck turns and his eyes catch sight of the video, his legs give out completely. His body collapses onto the wooden stage in a messy heap. This secret tape was never supposed to come out to the public. How did it leak from the dark? The dirty deal happened deep inside Alpha Merritt's most exclusive private club. Who in their right mind would risk their l

Jamie looked at them and then at me, quickly bringing out her phone. "Daughter of Jamie Sinclair, Doris Rodriguez's threesome sex video leaked." I read out loud, my eyes never leaving Jamie's eyes. Jamie's leg wobbled as she quickly found herself a seat, her eyes glued to the screen before letting out a loud scream. "What the fuckkkkkk"

And yet, here she was, at the center of it. When Sophia asked if she was ready to take the first step, Amara didn’t hesitate. Her voice was steady, even though her heart wasn’t. “Yes. For Noah. For everyone he’s silenced. I’m ready.” The first leak dropped three days later. Not from Amara’s mouth, not from Luca’s, but through Layla’s carefully planted story in a respected independent outlet. A quiet piece, almost understated, linking corporate documents to Ethan’s shell companies that funneled hush money to former employees.

The only person she'd spoken to from home was Khadijah and even that was on very few occasions. Hamidah had always been too busy for the rest of the family and Amirah used to be angry at her for that but now she was getting to understand that if you wanted to maintain your sanity, staying away was the best. She didn't know her sister's story but she sincerely prayed it wasn't as bad as hers. At sixteen, Amirah began to see her school's counselor, it helped for awhile and she had a journal where she wrote a lot of things, her feelings, thoughts and experiences but that was until her mother had found it, read it and burnt it.

"What's up Giah?" Raine greeted Giah when she came home to their headquarters. "I don't know Raine."Giah's worried face get Raine anxious. "What's happening you got me worried?" "The your secret account the one I hacked from Amira Adams account, is compromised." "What do you mean?" "Someone is trying to break-in the fire wall I set and they manage to breach the first line of defense." Giah and Raine have hacked Amira and Zee's bank account to claim back the money they transferred to their individual account from the income of the Adams family business.

The news of the leak had traveled fast, and though Bloom's inner circle was silent publicly, behind the walls of family, there was fire and whispers. Mrs. Oden entered last with Richard and Zack in tow. She gave Amiriam a knowing glance but said nothing until everyone was seated. What do we do about this leak?" Christiana insisted, arms folded. "The board is worried." "I'll handle it," Amiriam said, her voice strained. "You can't just sweep it under the rug," Rita said, her voice sharp. "I'm not sweeping anything under the rug," Amiriam snapped. "But I'm not going to allow the media to turn this into something it's not. We were betrayed. I'm going to handle it."

I wanted to save my father from him, not only did I kill him, I killed his wife too. I discovered that Amara was their daughter after I linked the similar features of her looks to her late mother's. I didn't know what to do and that was why I hid all the files in the secret room. But my mistake was allowing her to remain in the room the day I found her there. What baffled me was how she got access to the videos, though I had it locked with a password. That wasn't important anymore though, she was bound to find out somehow. I took off my clothes and headed for the bathroom to have a shower. I turned on the heater and waited for the water to get warm a bit before turning the shower on.

She took the microphone from the startled chairman with a smile that carried steel. “I know I wasn’t invited,” she said, her voice calm, resonant. “But you’ll want to hear this.” Murmurs erupted from the seated guests. Cameras turned. Montez stiffened, torn between rage and awe. “For months, you’ve been fed lies about me. About Montez Vitalio. About everything we’ve done. Some of those lies are true,” Amira said, her eyes sweeping the crowd. “Yes, I was a stripper. Yes, our relationship started off as a sham. Yes, I allowed myself to be used as a pawn. I was every terrible thing they said. And I own it.”

I hate this, but I still feel hopeful because she doesn't know my next plan to tell the world that I am a West too, not just a wannabe. I am related by blood to the well-known West conglomerate. I know she will stay if I tell her, but no, I wouldn't. "I know you won't believe me,” Miranda said, tears rolling from her eyes down to her cheeks. “I do believe you, my love” I cringed hard with my last words. “It's the truth. I told you that Amelia is a weapon against your success, but you never listened. You could have scattered that conference by telling the world that she was your ex-wife” She sniffed, irritatingly rubbing her nose.

She didn’t need explanations. She could read the battlefield instantly. The world wasn’t reacting to Vanessa’s beauty. They were reacting to the implications. Jerome Lui breaks down. His ex posts luxury photos in Dubai with another man. The internet devours the story. Perfect fuel. Perfect timing. Perfect weapon. Miranda inhaled slowly. The kind of breath predators take before they move. “Who leaked these?” she asked. “No one knows. They were posted by her account. Public. Open visibility.” Of course they were.